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 Posted: Fri Jan 18, 2013 2:23 pm
 "Oh, does 'causing trouble' merit a shooting, now?" Juno asked mockingly. "I'm sure you're a wonderful role model to your fellow officers." For all her bravado, she was grateful to have Walpurgis beside her. They were outnumbered three to one. "You want trouble? Prepare. For. Trouble."
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Posted: Fri Jan 18, 2013 2:25 pm
"Protect."The rattata's eyes glowed a deep white, and a honeycomb barrier formed in front of the blast, intercepting it. Walpurgis turned to the Lugia. "Lugia are said to be able to understand humans, so understand this: I am not averse to killing you. I am responsible for more corpses than a cemetary, and one more isn't going to make me lose any sleep. Stand down."
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Posted: Fri Jan 18, 2013 2:25 pm
Remmy Growl at them! "NO Your not going to touch mister Officer! Squeeks you Protected him! I won't let you hurt anyone! You guys might think i'm useless but i'm not! I'll get you!" He yell out
Squeeks used Protect on George. Squeeks also shook his butt at the two meanies!
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Posted: Fri Jan 18, 2013 2:25 pm
You could make out the faint outline of pokemon in the darkness.
The cottonee bounced up to the pokemon. Upon closer inspection, you could see some were in cages. Larger ones were chained and all were sedated. They seemed really really familiar.
But the cottonee, it didn't belong to anyone :<
[img]http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/SpectralDagger/Safariball.jpg[/img]
(( Free the pokemon and offer the cottonee a home. If successful, this will count as your one pokemon for the event. ))
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Posted: Fri Jan 18, 2013 2:27 pm
Was that her Glameow? Lexis moved forward, stroking the bars and opened it, drawing out the small limp form. Ooh, "It our pokemon!" She called softly, cuddling it to her chest. She paused and offered the pokeball to the Cottonee. "Care to come with me?" 
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Posted: Fri Jan 18, 2013 2:28 pm
....
"Thank you, little one."
Jack wished she could claim it, but her pokeball was lost (Probably on that doduo), and she focused on working on breaking the stolen pokemon out.
"Up and at 'em little guys! Time to break outta prison!"
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Posted: Fri Jan 18, 2013 2:28 pm
"MORDRED!" Dora shrieked, knowing on instinct who those pokemon were - or at least one of them. Or, well, a really good guess anywa.y And that cottonee.. . what a sweet, wonderful creature! "Oh,you beautiful thing, little fluff I could kiss you!"
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Posted: Fri Jan 18, 2013 2:29 pm
(All the catching up!)
Aerodactyls, running, more fighting, falling down a hill and now following a Cottonee while some of the other Rockets were confronted. Xander was very, very close to blowing his cover and running over to help them out but for the moment he teetered on indecision. Follow orders on not getting found out or help his fellow Rockets?
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Posted: Fri Jan 18, 2013 2:31 pm
Mortimer stumbled near the cottonee and helped free it with the other trainers. Unsure of what to make of it, he held out his hand motioned for the cottonee to come over, the other hand holding a pokeball. "You know fella, you could live with me and Herbert. There's always more room in this family." He wasn't too sure if he could trust the other people here. The only one that he could was his d**k.
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Posted: Fri Jan 18, 2013 2:34 pm
"Cloud!" Cael cried, Tears stinging his eyes. In his haste to reach her he stumbled in the dark and hit the ground hard, safari ball bouncing free of his damaged coat towards the helpful cottonee, forgotten - He was up again immediately scrambling towards that familiar shape.
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Posted: Fri Jan 18, 2013 2:34 pm
Fifi ran forward. With all the others, there was no way to keep the pokemon from being released, so she might as well gain some trust. "Help me open the cages!" she called, reaching for a latch.
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Posted: Fri Jan 18, 2013 2:36 pm
It's about time! Lizzie did not hesitate to start ripping the doors open, forgetting for a moment about the Cottonee. All those trainers back there would be so happy to have their Pokemon back... And remembering the tense scene that was unfolding in the trench, the extra firepower would be appreciated too. After opening as many cages as her shaky hands would allow, she realized that the Cottonee didn't belong to a trainer. She turned to the little puffball and held out a Pokeball that she had saved throughout this trip. "Come on. Get in the ball. All hell is going to break loose as soon as we get back." Psywater snorted, not believing the man's threat. Did he really think that a puny knife was going to stand up to his might? He wished that Lizzie was back though. She seemed to have disappeared for some odd reason.
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Posted: Fri Jan 18, 2013 2:40 pm
Cael stopped reaching through the bars and sobbing in relief and looked at the blond in blank disbelief, his face still pressed up against the chage, "Th-they're not even locked? They're not even locked!" he nearly shouted, flipping the mechanism with unconstrained euphoria.
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Posted: Fri Jan 18, 2013 2:43 pm
SadWhiteRaven Cael stopped reaching through the bars and sobbing in relief and looked at the blond in blank disbelief, his face still pressed up against the chage, "Th-they're not even locked? They're not even locked!" he nearly shouted, flipping the mechanism with unconstrained euphoria. "Doesn't look like it," Fifi said, flinging a cage open. "Do me a favor? Ask your pokemon if I was the one who took it?" ((Fifi wasn't, she didn't take any of the captured pokemon here. Her only grab was a teammates, and has since been returned, so isn't here. Fifi is trying to "prove" she isn't a Rocket by proving she didn't take any of the pokemon.))
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Posted: Fri Jan 18, 2013 2:46 pm
"Mordred?!? MORDRED!" Dora was literally sobbing as she peered through the cages, looking for one particularly special black and white bird pokémon. "Please, Mordred, mischief birdie, where are you? Can you hear me, birdie?" Coughing Dora wipe sweat and dust and tears out of her eyes and tried to get her emotions back under control. "Please, please be okay, please..."
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